Train Survival: You're really trying to survive!

After catching his breath for a while, Su Li finally recovered. He felt listless and his thoughts were in disarray.

Forcing herself to stay awake, Su Li struggled to check on her teammates, but suddenly felt someone pressing on her chest.

Based on the aura of magical energy, Su Li's brain confirmed that this was her teammate and she relaxed.

Then he heard a gentle whisper, like a mother comforting her child.

"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath, and don't think about anything. Close your eyes and try to use your imagination to outline your body, first imagine your arms, then your torso..."

Following the gentle voice, Su Li closed her eyes and imagined her own body shape.

After a long while, the feeling of mental confusion subsided considerably.

Su Li opened her eyes again and saw her younger brother's worried eyes.

"Brother-in-law, are you feeling better?" Ivan asked worriedly.

"Much better." Su Li shook her head and looked around.

They were still at the locomotive, directly in front of Zurich, where the train's boiler was burning fiercely.

Among her companions, Ivan was in front of her, while Sophia lay pale-faced in Song Mingyu's arms. Song Mingyu was stroking Sophia's head with her glowing green hand, saying what she had just heard.

"Yes, use your imagination to sketch your body, and then you'll feel that your body is back in your control..."

Su Li stood up. She was physically unharmed, but strangely, she felt lightheaded when she walked, and was extremely exhausted mentally. "Ivan, what just happened?"

“According to Sister Song, it’s psychological harm,” Ivan said.

Su Li used "psychological trauma" as a keyword to search her memories, and then something came to mind.

"Suffering mental harm during teleportation? Isn't that something only people who have lost their homeland experience?"

At this moment, Sophia also woke up. She shook her head, covered her forehead, and got up from Song Mingyu's arms.

Song Mingyu also lowered her hand. Hearing Su Li's question, she replied, "Mental injury is also graded. This level of mental injury is the lightest. Theoretically, it won't cause any real harm, only fainting and dizziness, and may also lead to some temporary mental problems."

If left unattended, it will recover naturally after a while. An ordinary person would probably be unconscious for about a day. Superhumans, because they possess elemental vision and can receive deeper levels of information, will actually experience a more severe impact.

Upon hearing this premise, Su Li immediately thought of various horror novels. Because of her heightened sense of inspiration, she was prone to seeing things she shouldn't have, which could easily drive her insane.

Sofia covered her head, "What time is it now? I want to eat soft fruit cake~~"

The voice sounded like a little girl's coquettish whimper, making Su Li shudder. He had never heard such a soft voice before.

“Yes, the manifestation is like Sophia's, disordered thinking, saying whatever comes to mind, a bit like a patient under general anesthesia.” Song Mingyu released Sophia, letting her lie on the sofa by herself. “In our team, I am the therapist, so my resistance in this area is the highest, so I woke up first. Ivan's resistance is the second highest, followed by you and Sophia.”

Song Mingyu put her hands in the pockets of her white coat, crossed her legs, and leaned back on the sofa, looking remarkably like a doctor. Her professional demeanor reassured the patient, Su Li. "Take a good rest. Go to Anning and get some sleep; it'll be good for your mental well-being."

"What time is it now? How long have we been unconscious?" Su Li opened the manual to check the time and found that they arrived at 6 o'clock, and it was now 1 p.m. They had been in a daze for 7 hours.

After closing the manual, Su Li and the others followed the doctor's advice and returned to their dormitory to sleep.

When Su Li woke up, he checked the time and it was 2 p.m. He had slept for an hour.

Thanks to the level 2 dormitory and the tranquil bed, he now felt much more invigorated. So invigorated that he wanted to burst into song.

He walked out of the room and came to the front of the car, which they called the duty room.

At this moment, Song Mingyu was sitting on the sofa reading a medical book. Seeing Su Li come in, she put down the book and said, "Good afternoon. You seem to be in much better spirits."

“At least I’m not dizzy anymore.” Su Li sat opposite Song Mingyu. “But I still feel lightheaded when I walk.”

"Want some coffee?" Song Mingyu pulled out an instant coffee stick.

"No, I'll just have plain water."

Su Li picked up her teacup, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Phew~" Su Li breathed a sigh of relief. "I didn't expect there to be such a risk. We were lucky this time; we weren't attacked by any monsters while we were unconscious."

“Next time we return to the transit station, we need to add a defensive device to the front of the train.” Su Li scratched his messy hair and said irritably, “It must be because our civilization level is too low; we can only guarantee the minimum level of mental protection.”

He looked around and, not seeing Ivan, asked, "Where's Ivan?"

“He’s shy and has retreated to his room.” Song Mingyu smiled. “Mental damage can lead to madness and requires some guidance, so I provided him with some psychological counseling. And then… I won’t tell you, that’s the patient’s secret.”

"You know psychology?" Su Li was shocked. Because of the fear-mongering in various novels and TV dramas, psychologists were equated with mind-reading and soul-manipulation masters in his eyes.

“My teacher taught me some of that knowledge, and I also read some of it when I was in college. I originally thought that with the protection of the Flame of Civilization, I wouldn’t need it this time, but I didn’t expect that I would still need it in the end.” Song Mingyu nodded and said, “You too, let me help you with a psychological test to confirm that you don’t have any mental problems.”

After thinking for a while, Su Li decided to follow the doctor's advice. It was also his first time dealing with mental trauma, so he was very cautious.

Next, Song Mingyu chatted with Su Li, occasionally releasing her magical energy to sense Su Li's magical energy fluctuations.

As they started chatting, the atmosphere relaxed as they talked more and more, and then Su Li made a surprising remark.

"So, Mingyu is actually quite adorable. I'm starting to understand the beauty of the brokenness, the sense of shattering, that the altar was talking about~"

Song Mingyu nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, the aftereffect is an amazing desire to perform, a bit of letting loose, but it's okay, this situation is just over-excitement, it will be fine in a while."

"I'm currently feeling incredibly excited about women with a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and lack of sparkle) atmosphere and dull eyes. Now, I'm going to sing a song about cute dark circles under the eyes, please enjoy."

"Hmm, the symptoms are a bit severe. Anyway, don't look at me, I feel disgusted."

"Poppy is so cute when she stays up late~"

"Sigh~" Song Mingyu listened to the distorted sound, pinched the bridge of her nose, and felt like she was back in her days of pediatric residency training.

Fortunately, this situation was temporary, and Su Li calmed down in no time.

After a moment's thought, Su Li recalled the past, and then, on a sudden inspiration, she lay down and fell asleep.

"Sister Song, my sister has woken up too. Could you check on her as well?" The good younger brother, Ivan, rushed over as soon as he saw his sister awake. Then he saw Su Li lying asleep in a chair.

"Um, what's wrong with brother-in-law?"

"He's fine." Song Mingyu looked away, silently adding in her mind, [He just doesn't want to wake up.]

Ivan suddenly realized what he had just done. Then he grabbed Song Mingyu and ran towards his sister's dormitory.

As soon as Song Mingyu left, the sleeping Su Li immediately got up and wandered to the life support room. Her inner self was screaming at the world: "This is fucking insane!!!!"

After arriving at Sophia's room, Song Mingyu glanced at Sophia, who was clearly more excited and whose expression had become much richer, and then at Ivan, who was even more excited and ready to watch the drama unfold. She couldn't help but say, "Ivan, I think for your own safety, you'd better leave."

Ivan refused without hesitation. "No, I'm very concerned about my sister's condition."

"Well then, I'll have to tell your sister a story that stems from a hero rescuing a damsel in distress."

"Sister Song, you're beautiful and kind, you must be thirsty. I'll go boil some water for you. Bye-bye."

Watching Ivan slip away like a shot, Song Mingyu sat down opposite Sophia with a hint of excitement. "Miss Sophia, if you don't mind, I'd like to have a chat with you and assess your mental health."

A few minutes later, Song Mingyu was stiffly held in Sophia's arms. Sophia, with tears in her eyes, said, "Listen to me, after my darling and I kissed, he won't kiss me anymore. I don't even mind that he's dirty! Don't you think he doesn't love me anymore?"

"Having stumbled upon such a huge piece of gossip, am I going to get shot in the back and commit suicide?" Song Mingyu touched her forehead, feeling that her mind was about to explode.